Chapter 66: Xiao Ling's masterpiece
Xiao Ling crumpled the piece of paper into a ball, quickly stuffed it into Lin Zhi's arms, and turned around shyly, like a little daughter-in-law. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Lin Zhi gritted his teeth, spread out the paper ball, and saw the short three lines of words on the paper, only to feel that the sky was falling, the wind was surging, and the blood was rolling......
"What is this?" she pointed to the words on the paper with trembling fingers, reading them word by word.
"My coldness froze everyone's hearts. ā
"But only. ā
"Can't freeze the fiery love for you?!"
Xiao Ling was a little frightened by Lin Zhi's excited expression, and Cancan said, "What's the matter......"
Lin Zhi said solemnly: "Did you cross over?"
"What?" Xiao Ling was stunned.
"The Heavenly King covers the tiger. She added.
"What kind of bird language are you talking about?" Xiao Ling was anxious, "Is this letter okay, you give a sentence!"
Lin Zhi's helpless support, such a strange love poem, almost gave her the illusion that Xiao Ling was also crossing the party.
"Sparse. She said angrily, "Don't send it out, throw it into the fire." ā
"Why!" Xiao Ling looked aggrieved, "This is the ...... I have been thinking hard about all night"
Lin Zhi looked back at the crowd of people in clothes in distraught, and saw that they were all gradually dispersed, and Li Meili was still waiting for her in the same place. couldn't help but say impatiently: "Young Master Bingshan, you are not suitable for writing love poems, you are suitable for giving gifts!
"Then how can it be done!" Xiao Ling was unhappy, "An An is an unearthly fairy, not like you. The smell of copper is too strong to give gifts, and it is more meaningful to write love poems. What's wrong with me, you tell me. ā
Lin Zhi only felt that the rotten wood could not be carved: "Have you ever heard of 'Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart'? Have you ever heard of 'I only wish that your heart is like my heart, and I will live up to my lovesickness'?"
She memorized two sentences of poems from the middle school textbook, and said: "Liang An'an is a famous and noble girl, full of poetry and books, you write these and laugh off her big teeth." ā
"Then you can write it for me. Xiao Ling reacted quickly and said.
"I ......" Lin Zhi thought, I didn't wade into this troubled water, and made an excuse, "This is your feelings, your lovesickness, I can't understand it, I can't write it." ā
Xiao Ling shook his head solemnly: "I thought it all through last night, Sister Sesame." I am in love with An An, and you are in love with Gao Mingxuan. We...... So, you must have written it!"
"I'm a bitter fart!" Lin Zhi scolded.
"Don't get excited, don't get excited. Xiao Ling rarely comforted her, "I'...... I happen to know a little bit about your past. Therefore, you can substitute yourself and write out your bitterness for Gao Mingxuan. ā
The more Lin Zhi listened, the more he felt that he couldn't communicate, so he turned around and left without saying a word.
"Don't, Sister Sesame. Xiao Ling also panicked, "You help me write, I'll give you two space bags!"
Lin Zhi immediately stood still, and when he turned around, he had a sweet smile on his face, and said, "Four." ā
"Deal. Xiao Ling nodded solemnly.
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It's not that Lin Zhi is too spineless, it's just that this deal is too worthwhile. With the space bag, she can carry the bedding on her back, and she is not afraid that the Huiling Pear Flower Fan will be snatched away.
She reassured herself that it was all a tactic, a tactic to make the enemy kill each other......
That night, Lin Zhi sat at his desk, meditated on the poems he had memorized during the college entrance examination for a long time, and wrote down a few copies silently.
Early the next morning, she brought the written love poem to the backyard where the two agreed to meet.